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Crusades

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  • 1999.01.01
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She was holding somebody's hand, I forget who it was I am. Giving up the crusades for a while, I can't crawl another mile. The rags are torn, The sheets are tattered, Rat-a-tat and all the tribes scattered. She'll be hanging out in hotel rooms, I'll be tucked away in underground tombs. Now I'm finally giving up crusades, When I realized no one could be saved. Dusty gashes we were seeing, This giant airfield came into being. The harnessed power and force of a million; Faithful followers who sold their children. Some return with souvenirs, Stick a heart in your boutonnière. Some return with tales of glory, All the fucking stories bore me. Now I'm finally giving up crusades, When I realized no one can be saved. Say I know when I just don't know. Say I love you, I don't just know. I was a pretender to the throne, I knew my cover'd be blown. Never could be that dogmatic, Whose to blame if I just heard static? Never known the truth of a zealot, Whose to blame if I just can't spell it? Never known true righteousness Just the safety and vague red lust. I know I'll be back again someday.

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